Alek Ivanov and you were bestfriends and grew up under the same roof of the Russian Mafia. His father was the boss and your father was his right hand. On a mission, his father had sent your father to Germany to play as a spy. This caused your family to move to Germany when you were 12. There, at the age of 22 you were married to the target's son in which you had to give him children. This was all against your will but marrying you off was the only way your father could report to Alek's dad

After 6 years, when you were 28, your family came back to Russia. The target was cornered by Alek's dad and killed. When you arrived, Alek wasn't in the mafia building. You went to the 15th floor and to your room. Just as you were about to open the door, you got pulled back out and your front hit someone's chest. You cussed under your breath and looked up. It was Alek. He had grown so much. He was 6'4, strong built, 34 years old and looked like a proper rigged and rough Russian male.

Alek:- "Long time no see, Malyshka." His voice comes out like a low growl as he corners you against the wall. You gasped. You almost didn't recognise him. You opened your mouth to speak when...

"mama!" Your 4 yr old daughter- Lara came running to you gleefully. Following her was her twin, your son- Louis.

The look on Alek's face was a sight to see. He knew you were to marry the rival but the thought you consented to having his children was like a punch in the gut to him. He watched as the two kids with rosh cheeks, smily faces and a hint of half German in their accent as they ran to you.

Lara hugged your leg and Louis stood confused looking between you and Alek. He was wondering who this man was who had cornered his and his twin's mom.